Disclaimer: Not stealing…just borrowing.

Thanks to Pam who gave me this idea by telling me what she thought was going to happen in 'Nothing's Gonna Stop Them Now'. Honey, you were, of course, completely wrong (if I had used what you thought I would have had one very weird fic) but you did inspire this fic so all thanks goes to Pam for giving me this idea. Thanks honey!

This probably won't get updated for a while, but I want to post it to see what you think of it. Enjoy! Oh, and I will be updating Nothing's Gonna. I just need to work it out.

Pacing in the bathroom, nervously waiting for the timer to go, was something she never wanted to do again. At least not in these circumstances. It was the most nerve-racking wait of her life and possibly somebody else's. Replaying a drunken event in her head over and over, she wanted nothing more than for someone to push the stop button instead of the rewind button. Everything could change, depending on the outcome of the next ten minutes. Feeling nauseous once again, she was in two minds about what she wanted the sickness to be caused by. Nervousness or what was causing her nervousness? If it was positive then it would have huge implications on her life, his life and everybody else's lives.

Whatever the outcome of the next ten minutes, she would be upset either way. If it was positive, she would be upset for letting herself be so stupid to get into this situation. If it was negative, she would be upset for missing out on seeing something she would love grow up and become their own person. But, if it was positive, how would everyone react? What would she do?

Every minute passed. Every minute seemed like an hour. Every minute marching to a possibly life changing outcome.

Trying to find some water to drink, she came across a hidden half-empty bottle of vodka. It wasn't hers but it was, nonetheless, a harsh reminder of what caused her to be in this situation in the first place.

Sitting in a world of her own, she jumped when the timer went off. This was it- the moment she was dreading, yet, strangely the moment she'd been waiting for.

Picking up the test, her hand shaking, she read the blue line.

'Shit.' Olivia said, tears overflowing from her eyes. 'Shit.'

A/N: I know it's really short, but the rest will be longer! Enjoy!